Quotes and Poetry on macaw

The Sparrow and The Macaw

A sparrow, small and dour,
Slipped through the bars of the aviary
To gorge on seed and scatter fruit.

'What are you doing here?'
A voice sneered
And in a bluster of wings
A great hooked beak appeared.
The sparrow fled to a safe distance
To watch the macaw strut
And eye her with distrust.

'There's food here,' she called back,
'More than enough
To take my small fill
Without affecting you much'.

'Small or not, it's not for you'
Hissed the parrot,
Spreading wings of princely blue.
'Are there sunflower seeds and banana chips in your wilderness?
No? I thought not.
And so you do not belong in my cage.
You are wild because you cannot beguile
The human folk as I can.
What man would put you in an aviary
To look at and treasure? None.
And so you are destined to remain
In that diseased state
Of perpetual flight.'

The sparrow had heard quite enough.
And so, without waiting to bid him 'adieu',
She flew out and into the endless blue.

(Based on PΔR Suede's prompt on Poetizer)
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